With Crows

I am with crows.

I see them watching from my star-crossed lover’s eyes.

My descent into madness is not descent but elevation.

At my window, in the air, on my pillow as I dream.

I walk the streets surrounded by their ever-present loneliness.

They mock me as I mingle among the dead.

The shudder of my heart, miscalculated.

They quiver with gilded tongues.

In this pestilent hour, I rest my hope on darkness.

I am never alone.

I am with crows.

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Action

Mama Chicago
Licking the gravestones
Where does my true talent lie?
In your lover’s eyes.
Hear these words and gallop on the shores of broken horses.
Share what cannot be seen and what never can be spoken.
Lift up my dreams and touch them to the stars.
Up the pass, past the claws of shattered wood.
Alive like me, live like them, but know this as you should.
Mama Chicago
Sleep on a story so far away it quells the heart of all that’s ill.
Think well of me in the din of your curiosity.
Life’s choices;
Whispers in many voices.
Make one and raise the other and raise one and make the other.
Make one and raise the other and raise one and make the other.
Make one and raise the other and raise one and make the other.


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Phoenix

I cannot love you yet I love you.

Destine to hover above you.

Lashes and slashes forged in ashes.

Arise

Arise

Arise

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untitled (fence)

I stood beside a fence, a chain-link fence, when I was ten. It occurred to me in that moment that I would die. Maybe not today, maybe not tomorrow, but maybe today or maybe tomorrow. In that moment I felt all of the connections God had made, inside me, outside of me, all a part of me, and I wept. In that moment my time was not my own and I could see myself young and old. I yearned for things of the past that had yet to be and looked forward to events not possible. I stood beside a fence, a chain-link fence, and there I was, ten and ten times ten.

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Sometimes

Sometimes I look at old pictures and think, there I was.
Sometimes I look around and think, here I am.
Sometimes I look to the heavens and think, there I will be.

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Science and Art

What if I had a song to sing and nobody heard the words?
They all learned the tune from a story no one heard.
What if I am humming? Should I scream aloud?
Is there anyone left in this lonely crowd?
I stand on the edge of a canyon and only hold my breath.
Some say they are listening.
Sad fact, there’s no one left.
This does not trouble me, although it probably should,
because the one who hears me knows the silence means I could.
Narrow is the gate. Humble is my heart.
There is no division of Man’s science and God’s art.

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Something to Remember

Your family will fail you.
Your friends will fail you.
Your lover will fail you.
The media will fail you.
The public will fail you.
Your Government will fail you.
Your money will fail you.
Your body will fail you.
God will not fail you.

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